“Anna, please go clean the guest room next to my bedroom. Do it today.”
“Yes, Mr. Jay.”
The maid acknowledged the instruction and walked away. The young man whistled, about to go upstairs, but his mother called out from the guest room first.
He had to change direction and go to his mother instead.
“What's up, Mom?”
“I'm surprised. You don't usually come home this early.”
“I just wanted to take a break.”
The young man leaned back on the sofa, while his mother looked at him with a thoughtful look.
“Did I just hear you ask the maid to clean the guest room?”
“Yes.”
“Is a friend coming to stay?”
He shook his head, his eyes sparkling with a smile as he thought of Emilia.
“Oh, if not, then who?”
“Well, Mom, I've noticed you've been wanting her to move in with us for a while now.”
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